In the cypress suite of the Bellagio Hotel, agent Allen held the phone anxiously, and when the busy tone came out again from the end of the microphone, "Crack."
After vigorously knocking down the microphone, Allen stood up restlessly and paced around the room.
Asa's phone has been disconnected, and the assistant driver Wax Museum's phone is always busy. What happened! The appointment with the Wax Museum had ended as early as six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
What happened to stop everyone from getting through
Allen's feet slammed, and he glanced at Cal, who was sleeping quietly, with a serious face, then bent down and picked up the phone, and after waiting for a while, the call was connected.
"Hello? Can I ask you something?"
The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was hoarse, but the tone of his voice seemed to be suppressing some emotion, "Would you like to call me?"
Allen pursed his lips, as if suppressing some emotions, "I lost contact with Asa, but I have something to do, I want to ask you to go to Madame Tussauds to see what happened. Of course "Alan squinted his eyes and looked at the corner of the wall coldly, "If I disturb your night life, then I'm sorry, I'll go find someone else."
"Lost contact? Did he go alone?" The man on the other side of the microphone obviously hesitated for a while, "I'll send someone there now, don't panic, maybe his phone is out of battery?"
"The driver and assistant followed, but they couldn't get in touch." Allen glanced at Las Vegas, where the colorful lights were shining outside the window, and felt even more uneasy in his heart. "I'm worried that something happened."
"Shua..."
The plane flew over the Bellagio with a huge roar, and when Allen looked away, his peripheral vision just passed the plane.
The huge cross drawn on the dark fuselage is particularly eye-catching.
A fixed single bed was placed in the middle of the luxuriously decorated cabin, and a tall man with his eyes closed was tightly bound on the single bed.
The stern facial features were covered with thin ice, and the eyelashes under the eyelids were slightly icy white, like...
Like ice sculptures just out of the freezer.
A wide-screen data instrument was placed on one side of the single bed, and many wires extended from there, all of which were connected to the body of the man on the bed.
Several women in nun costumes stared at the various indicators on the data instrument with serious expressions.
In the quiet cabin, there is only the monotonous and gentle "didi" sound of the instrument—
Just when everyone in the cabin relaxed their vigilance, the instrument suddenly rang with an extremely fast frequency. Although it was not harsh, the nerves of the people in the cabin collapsed.
"Quick! His pulse is speeding up, inject him with holy water!" The leading nun quickly ordered without looking back, "Use the jar with the deepest purity, don't waste it, our mission is complete after arriving in Jerusalem."
Standing behind her was a little nun holding an infusion set. The other person looked a little helpless, "But, Maid Ram, with such a pure holy water solvent, will it..."
"Shida! Shut up!" Ram turned his head viciously, "God taught you mercy, not for you to use it on demons! Think about Sister Aveline who died under his hands!"
"Maid, no, I'm just..." Xida shook her head, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, "I never pity the wicked, but if he dies on the way—"
"Dead?" Ram smiled, his eyes were a little cold, "The Holy Lady just asked us to bring him back to Jerusalem, and never said in what form, alive or dead, this is not the key."
"Then I'll get ready!" Xida straightened her expression and turned to prepare the injection. "Will God forgive him after he dies?"
"No, God will not protect the people of darkness, and besides, he killed the believers of God." Ram glanced at the other party indifferently, "You are still too young, Shida, when you reach my rank, you will be killed." I don’t ask such questions naively anymore.”
Xida frowned, looked down at the trembling man, and muttered to himself, "But doesn't God forgive all sinners unconditionally?"
Ram obviously didn't have time to pay attention to the other party's confusion, and just urged impatiently, "Hurry up, he will wake up if you drag it on! Inject the holy water!"
"Oh, okay." Xida was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the object in the glass bottle.
The thick needle pierced the skin, and the milky white ice-like holy water was slowly pushed into the opponent's body...
Five minutes after the holy water was injected into the opponent's body, the slightly trembling body of the opponent quickly returned to calm.
The tall man was as quiet as a real ice sculpture—
…
Of course, Asa will not know all this. At this moment, all his thoughts are filled with a person with long silver-white hair and emerald green pupils...